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Utopian Loveseat

Another tear shed for the world Another bruise on the innocent Lacerated through collective psyche On this melancholic Tilt-a-whirl You say that hope is for blind fools Echoing the media’s endless twists Suppressed by thine neurons appetized By eternal chains of tired, bloodshot eyes

If you think it’s all over I truly cannot blame you If you’re sure we’re in stalemate I hear and I feel you If you ever wonder What is taking so long? If you’re going to press the button Just do it right now

But, you see I think there is a reason that we’re still here And, I know that we can make love out of our fear And, I vow unto my dying day to be your blindest fool Because from hope, I’ll never stray

It is raining fire as the oceans become deserts The sky is brown and red Our tallest towers kneel in rubble And every ego trip And all the money that we gripped Of all the elephants and asses And televised second chances None mattered in the end if that’s the vision you defend gripped by fear and hatred You create it but you hate it

That is not the future Not the future that I see The vision shining in my heart of Utopian harmony The true home of the brave is this rock from which we stand In every corner of the world In every city, cave, and land This hope that lives in me is not blind, I swear to you This is the resolve I have earned Through years of heartbreak through and through So don’t undermine my pain And I won’t undermine your rage Let us combine our greatest features and synergize the human race

The sky is clear and blue and the oceans teem with life We breathe in the freshest air and put aside our painful longings And just relax into a groove of warmth and love in all surroundings We barely speak of old ordeals except in our darkest comedies We all work hand-in-hand doing what we’re made for We step further down the path The evolution we were born for

Just imagine for a moment Trump and Sanders on a loveseat Bernie’s priceless grin As Donald cranks out some tweet Those two share a cozy quilt A patchwork of all the flags in the world Stitched together as a thank you gift from a family in North Korea You may say it’ll never happen and maybe you are right But I choose to hold this vision To practice love with all my might

And you You’re invited too Of course, you It wouldn’t be the same Without you So, come on Let’s go Let’s do

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